A Drunken Mother and a Foolish Son on Mid-Autumn Night [Full Text]

A Drunk Mother and a Foolish Son on Mid-Autumn Night

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On Mid-Autumn Night, my parents attended a business dinner, leaving me alone at home. I watched cartoons and wasn't bored at all. Around

10 PM, the doorbell rang urgently. It turned out my dad had brought my drunk mother home and wanted me to come downstairs
to help her .

"Xiao Bao, your mom's drunk. Help her upstairs. I have to play a few rounds of mahjong with my friends.
I'll probably be back around noon tomorrow. Take good care of your mom!" My dad hurriedly explained before driving off.

Helping my completely drunk mother was no easy task. My mom is 172 centimeters tall and weighs
nearly 60 kilograms; plus, she often does those weird rhythmic exercises, so her muscles are quite muscular.

I had to carry, pull, and drag her to finally lay her down on the bed. Luckily, the building had an elevator,
or I would have been exhausted. It's

embarrassing to admit, but I'm already in my third year of junior high school and I'm only 165 centimeters tall. My mom often says
I'm unlucky, that I inherited my dad's bad genes. She says, "Little Bao, I'm
already . Sigh! Your dad isn't even 160 centimeters tall!"

Back then, my dad was a boss and my mom was an accountant. Taking advantage of their proximity and spending a lot of money, my dad finally
married my mom. The year they got married, my dad was 33 and my mom was only 21. I was born less than six months after their marriage,
so it's clear that my parents weren't exactly honest when they were young.

My mom is tall and beautiful, naturally gorgeous, and a master at social situations; my dad is short, stout, and not
particularly handsome , but he has a good business sense, and his business grew bigger and bigger, making him more and more money. Although their appearances don't match, in real
life, they each get what they need, don't interfere with each other, and work together very well.

After settling Mom in, I continued watching my cartoon. Wait, something's strange. This scene wasn't on screen,
so why was there this constant groaning sound? Turns out, Mom was drunk and upset, groaning in the room. Her face
was flushed, and she looked like she was about to vomit. I quickly grabbed a basin and waited. Without warning, Mom
vomited—almost half a basin! Ugh! The smell was awful!

I cleaned her up, gave her some water to wash her face and rinse her mouth. She seemed much better, struggled to get up, and,
still half-asleep, started taking off her clothes and skirt right in front of me. She was definitely drunk; when she tried to take off her pantyhose
, she stumbled and collapsed onto the bed, falling fast asleep in less than a second.

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